Remembering the Cuban Missile Crisis Before a Holy Land Pilgrimage

At the end of August 1962, my life-long friend, Mike Friedman, hitchhiked from Walla Walla to New York City, traveled to Germany, by freighter, and begin to hitchhike a. In October 1962, we were in Munich, Germany, in time, to experience, 13 intense days of the Cuban Missle Crises.

My father said, " Son if they are going to fight, it will happen before you can get home. Keep going. In the end, I do not believe they will fight." That is how I feel about our upcoming, Holy Land, Living Water Pilgrimage, to the Kindom of Jordan, Palestine, and Isreal, during UN World Interfaith Harmony Week, February 1-7, 2020.

What is most important, is that my beloved wife feels it will be safe, as well. And she has a proven gift of insight into these things. At least for me.

Black-and-white photograph of a row of missiles on launch vehicles, their pointed nose cones aimed upward, with palm trees in the background.

Black-and-white triptych of three leaders: a bald man in a suit raising a finger, a bearded man in military fatigues speaking at several microphones, and a man in a suit reviewing papers at a desk.